America cannot have an empire abroad and a Republic at home.
I find that the further I go back, the better things were, whether they happened or not.
It's lovely to live on a raft. We had the sky up there, all speckled with stars, and we used to lay on our backs and look up at them, and discuss about whether they was made or only just happened.
Out of the public schools comes the greatness of the nation.
The wit knows that his place is at the tail of a procession.
What, then, is the true Gospel of consistency? Change. Who is the really consistent man? The man who changes. Since change is the law of his being, he cannot be consistent if he stick in a rut.